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There came a time when life confound, |
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The very things that held my ground, |
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One black Thursday |
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A sweet sixteen amphetamine, |
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I used her until she used me, |
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Sweet libertines |
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No holy roller, bad controller |
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Could rescue a man from that dark water, |
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That engulfed me |
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Fixed and caught up, block and locked up, |
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That's a prison no man breaks out of, |
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My back against the wall |
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To the loving hand! To the loving hand, |
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Could you bring back some of my friends |
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To the loving hand! To the loving hand, |
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To you I make my amends |
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There's no lover, there's no cover |
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I got hit and there I shuddered |
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My heart was very still |
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Doc I've been shot hold me down! |
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Get me out of this scenester town, |
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And you can have my crown. |
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I headed west, such a mess |
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A 26-ounce life better blessed |
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I fell to my knees |
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In that cold wind, on the Pacific Rim, |
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All those bad things I sat in, |
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Until I gave my sin |
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